Anything for You
Such is my love, to thee I so belong,
That for thy right myself will bear all wrong.
–Sonnet LXXXVIII (88)

Such is my love, to thee I so belong,
That for thy right myself will bear all wrong.
–Sonnet LXXXVIII (88)

You should account me the more virtuous
That I have not been common in my love.
-Coriolanus,
Act II, Scene iii

While you, sweet dear, prove mistress of my heart.
-Taming of the Shrew,
Act IV, Scene ii

Thy love is better than high birth to me,
Richer than wealth, prouder than garments’ cost.
-Sonnet XCI (91)

I care not, I, knew she and all the world:
I love her more than all the world.
–Titus Andronicus,
Act II, Scene i

I’ll be a park, and thou shalt be my deer;
Feed where thou wilt, on mountain or in dale:
Graze on my lips; and if those hills be dry,
Stray lower, where the pleasant fountains lie.
–Venus and Adonis

O, but for my love, day would turn to night!
–Love’s Labour’s Lost,
Act I, Scene iii